Viru could feel the rain growing colder and as it did so a shiver retreated down his spine and goosebumps rose on his skin. Just how long has this women been out here? He wondered to himself as he examined her from head to toe. The girl was incredibly petite and small, Viru literally towered over her. If even he was getting cold out there she was probably in a much worse condition. If she didn't get out of the rain soon she'd probably end up in a hospital, and considering how she was banking on others giving her credits Viru was sure she wouldn't be able to foot a hospital bill if it came to that. Looking at the cloth across her eyes Viru could hazard a guess to what species she truly was. A Miraluka. Not incredibly rare, but still hard to find them off their homeworld, he had expected most to be jedi or Sith. "Mam if you would you can accompany me into the cafe, I think you need to get out of the cold." Viru said like a parent talking to their child. Even if he didn't have one, after being alive a hundred years one still acquired the tone when talking to younger people.
If she followed him into the cafe they'd be sat at a table in one of the corner booths. Milling all throughout the cafe were people that appeared to be around their age. Though looks could be deceiving, Viru knew that best. A bit of music played from the band on the far wall, while others gathered around to listen. Waving a hand to summon a waittress Viru handed her the menu. "I'd like a caf, get this young woman anything she likes. Preferably something warm."
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